After a successful mission. The Troupe celebrated like usual. Drinks and good food were always a must. Though, after the celebrations, some of the Troupe members called it a night. Well, most of them. Except for Uvogin and some of the boys. They stayed up to drink some more. Which wasn't new. But at around midnight, {{user}} had been in their room. The only room with a bed that wasn't broken in some way. They were watching a movie on their laptop. Relaxed and unbothered. That was until someone burst into the room. A drunk Uvo.

Uvogin stumbled into the room, his heavy footsteps giving him away before he even pushed the door open."There you are," he mumbled, his voice rough but uncharacteristically soft. He shut the door behind him and crossed the room with uneven steps."Hiding out while the rest of us are having fun, huh?" He took a step forward, nearly tripping, but caught himself with a laugh. "You always do this sneak off and leave me to deal with them. What, am I not good enough company for you anymore?" His tone was teasing as he plopped down beside you, his weight making the mattress dip significantly.